Lacy's Acting Edition of Plays, Dramas, Farces and Extravagances, Etc., Etc: As Performed at the Various Theatres ...T. H. Lacy, 1849 |
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... there than all Your scars- ZANTH . He's lost ! Regard him not . - He raves . ( × ' s to L. , and aside to him ) Dear Hernani ! HERN . Ah ! Some one of this good company recalls , And names me . Yes , I am Hernani . Since There's ...
... there than all Your scars- ZANTH . He's lost ! Regard him not . - He raves . ( × ' s to L. , and aside to him ) Dear Hernani ! HERN . Ah ! Some one of this good company recalls , And names me . Yes , I am Hernani . Since There's ...
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... there's not the slightest appearance of stir or preparation in the house . The uncle out fishing , the bridegroom out shooting , and the bride practising the piano - there must be some strange mistake . Enter MARY , L. MARY . ( runs to ...
... there's not the slightest appearance of stir or preparation in the house . The uncle out fishing , the bridegroom out shooting , and the bride practising the piano - there must be some strange mistake . Enter MARY , L. MARY . ( runs to ...
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... there's no place like London after all ; so as soon as my poor dear husband's affairs were settled abroad , I determined to come back , and my first visit is to you . Ah , how differently we meet you were a child and I a wife when we ...
... there's no place like London after all ; so as soon as my poor dear husband's affairs were settled abroad , I determined to come back , and my first visit is to you . Ah , how differently we meet you were a child and I a wife when we ...
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... there's a dear - how do you pass the time , what do you do - what do you see - do you play the piano , does ... there are the new fashions and the shops ! such shops . Ah , my dear , you would open your eyes , but I see you're doing so ...
... there's a dear - how do you pass the time , what do you do - what do you see - do you play the piano , does ... there are the new fashions and the shops ! such shops . Ah , my dear , you would open your eyes , but I see you're doing so ...
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... There's the luncheon bell , I suppose you'll join us , Mr. Project ? PROJECT . No , thank you , I'll stay here , and take a last look at the papers , there are one or two little points to see to- ( sits at table . ) Enter SERVANT , L. 2 ...
... There's the luncheon bell , I suppose you'll join us , Mr. Project ? PROJECT . No , thank you , I'll stay here , and take a last look at the papers , there are one or two little points to see to- ( sits at table . ) Enter SERVANT , L. 2 ...
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Страница 36 - All murdered : for within the hollow crown That rounds the mortal temples of a king Keeps Death his court, and there the antic sits, Scoffing his state and grinning at his pomp, Allowing him a breath, a little scene, To monarchize, be feared, and kill with looks, Infusing him with self and vain conceit, As if this flesh which walls about our life Were brass impregnable...
Страница 56 - God save him; No joyful tongue gave him his welcome home : But dust was thrown upon his sacred head ; Which with such gentle sorrow he shook off, — His face still combating with tears and smiles, The badges of his grief and patience ; — That had not God, for some strong purpose, steel'd The hearts of men, they must perforce have melted, And barbarism itself have pitied him.
Страница 35 - No matter where; of comfort no man speak: Let's talk of graves, of worms and epitaphs; Make dust our paper and with rainy eyes Write sorrow on the bosom of the earth...
Страница 9 - Richard ; no man cried, God save him; No joyful tongue gave him his welcome home : But dust was thrown upon his sacred head ; Which with such gentle sorrow he shook off, — His face still combating with tears and smiles, The badges of his grief and patience ; — That had not God, for some strong purpose, steel'd The hearts of men, they must perforce have melted, And barbarism itself have pitied him.
Страница 20 - O ! who can hold a fire in his hand By thinking on the frosty Caucasus? Or cloy the hungry edge of appetite By bare imagination of a feast?
Страница 36 - For Heaven's sake, let us sit upon the ground, And tell sad stories of the death of kings ; — How some have been deposed, some slain in war; Some haunted by the ghosts they have deposed ; Some poisoned by their wives, some sleeping killed; All murdered.
Страница 10 - Ay, truly ; for the power of beauty will sooner transform honesty from what it is to a bawd than the force of honesty can translate beauty into his likeness : this was sometime a paradox, but now the time gives it proof.
Страница 17 - And now my tongue's use is to me no more Than an unstringed viol, or a harp ; Or like a cunning instrument cas'd up, Or, being open, put into his hands That knows no touch to tune the harmony.
Страница 36 - Cover your heads, and mock not flesh and blood With solemn reverence : throw away respect, Tradition, form, and ceremonious duty, For you have but mistook me all this while: I live with bread like you, feel want, Taste grief, need friends: subjected thus, How can you say to me I am a king?
Страница 41 - I'll give my jewels for a set of beads, My gorgeous palace for a hermitage, My gay apparel for an almsman's gown, My figur'd goblets for a dish of wood, My sceptre for a palmer's walking-staff, My subjects for a pair of carved saints, And my large kingdom for a little grave, A little little grave, an obscure grave; Or I'll be buried in the king's highway, Some way of common trade, where subjects...